It just sounds better than "a Humberto Salad"

So I'm sittin' here, eating a Caesar Salad for dinner and a I thought of a little bit of culinary trivia I thought I'd like to share with y'all.

Did you know that the Caesar Salad was not named after Julius Caesar? I always associated the salad with some tribute to the Roman ruler. In fact the extremely popular salad was named after the man who created the salad: Caesar Cardini.

Cardini was a hotel chef in Tijuana, Mexico and rumor has it that one night, sometime during the 20s, he was short of supplies in the kitchen and had a dining room full of hungry Hollywood actors. Cardini throw together some lettuce and chicken and created a makeshift dressing with coddled eggs, lemon juice, olive oil and Worchestershire sauce. History was made!

Now aren't you really glad you started reading my blog?

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In my blog "mission statement" (as well as my introduction yesterday), I mention that I'm "looking for love." My buddy John pointed out in the comments section yesterday that "they say looking for love is the surest way not to find it."

I cannot agree with this more.

However, while I'm not actually "looking for love," it sounds a lot better than "waiting for a girl to sweep me off my feet and make sweet, sweet love to". I'm not "looking" per say, but you can bet your ass that I'm eagerly awaiting.

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That said, why do I fall in love with almost every member of the female species I come in contact with?

Is it because I'm desperate? Perhaps just plain ol' horny?

Honestly, I think it's because I don't have a type. I've been with young(er) and old(er), the Party Girl and the Book Worm, etc. I appreciate women and I think I just see the best that's in all of them.

Although "horny" is a very, very close second.

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Lyric of the Week:

Now you caught me heart for the evening
Kissed my cheek, moved in, you confuse things
Should I just sit out or come harder?
Help me find my way

-A Tribe Called Quest, "Help Me Find My Way"

Note: Lyric of the Week will be posted because maybe I heard the song and the lines struck a chord. Or maybe it's a cryptic message with some deep meaning. Or maybe the lyrics keep running through my mind. Or perhaps they relate to something that happened that day.

I'll let you be the judge.

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Like I said yesterday, the visual format of this blog will vary a lot until I'm happy with the look and functionality with it. In addition to an archive and some links to blogs that some of my friends write (and I insist you check them out. . .it's quality work.), you'll also notice I've added the uber-cool "WHAT I'M LISTENING TO" and "WHAT I'M READING" boxes. The music will change a few times a week while the book will remain up until I'm done with it (and I'll likely review it on this blog). Not that any of you care, but hey, it's my fucking blog and I'll do whatever I damn well please.

Lastly, I've also included a "Fat-O-Meter" (ripped right off from Aaron Gleeman's blog), showing the progress of my diet that I started last year. At one point in November, I had lost over 50 pounds, but the combination of long work hours, Thanksgiving and Christmas treats, and some recent Newcastle and Guinness consuming, I've seemed to put a couple lbs back on.

So enough is enough. In fact, as soon as I post this, I'm hitting the hay so I can get up early and run. If you ever want to exercise early in the morning or late in the afternoon, you'll be able to find me:
  • riding my bike along Ocean Boulevard, from Bayshore Drive to the Long Beach Art Museum.
  • jogging (I believe it's a soft "j") the same route.
  • power walking (without the arm pump and hip shake, although with my figure, I really don't have a choice) on Second Street and through Belmont Shore.
  • kayaking through the Naples canals.
I'm serious. . . if any of you are down, hit me up and we'll do the damn thing!


Diane said...

I'm down to work out my ga-dunk with you! It would have to be late, late, afternoon..........

I be up in da gym just workin on my fitness!

j.h.k. said...

I think the saying about looking for love is not saying that you should "wait" for someone to sweep you off your feet. I always took it to mean that you should put yourself in a position to meet new people and see what happens from there rather than actively recruiting a lovah.

Scott said...

What's your work schedule? We're coming down saturday to run with you.

Joe said...

Saturday I'm going in around 7:30 or so...if you want to run, I'm thinking 5:30?

Be warned, Scott...just cuz I used to have the nickname "The Kenyan" doesn't mean I'm a distance runner. But nonetheless, I'll enjoy the opportunity to run with a marathoner.